PBMM CH37

“A-He! I’m almost done building this Gundam! Once it’s finished, you should come with me to meet my parents.” The delicate teenager lowered his head somewhat ashamedly, his expression shy. “Just as normal classmates. We can consider the rest after we graduate.”

“Why just as normal classmates!” The young Zhao He smiled and held the teenager’s hand. “I am A-Qing’s boyfriend, we’re going to get married in the future.”

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The woman on the floor was still crying, endlessly pleading that she hadn’t done anything excessive and that it was all the instigation of those fair-weather friends. Unlike the youth who refused to show a pathetic state even when driven to a dead end, Lin Wan crawled forward on her knees and tightly hugged the man’s leg. “A-He, for the sake of my family helping you through your difficulties back then, I beg you… Ah!!”

Before the woman could finish her sentence, she was viciously kicked away. Zhao He’s kick landed squarely on her stomach. Lin Wan clutched her abdomen; the intense pain made it take a long time before she could look up. “Zhao He! Don’t you forget! If it weren’t for me back then, how would you be where you are today!”

Turning a deaf ear to her words, whenever Zhao He thought about how everything A-Qing had suffered was thanks to this woman, he wished he could skin her alive!

It was all this woman’s fault. If it weren’t for her, he and A-Qing absolutely would not have ended up like this!

Lin Wan’s gaze remained fixed on the man. Seeing his loathing glare, her tears fell blankly. She had loved this man for eight years, observed him for eight years. Her observation of his emotional fluctuations had reached an almost obsessive level. Now, looking into Zhao He’s eyes, she could read his thoughts.

Being hated by the man she loved was truly something she could not accept!

Yan Xizhi did not miss Lin Wan’s agonized gaze. Didn’t he bring her here precisely to see how desperate she would become?

This vicious woman truly loved Zhao He with all her heart.

Feeling it still wasn’t enough, Yan Xizhi leaned against the wall and said, “Zhao He, she is your fiancée. I plan to send her to prison and hire a few people to take good ‘care’ of her every day, guaranteeing she’ll never get out for the rest of her life. Do you have any objections?”

Hearing the word “prison,” Lin Wan immediately widened her eyes. “No! I won’t go!” Unable to care about anything else, she tightly hugged the man’s leg and begged him mournfully: “A-He! A-He! I can’t go to prison, I really can’t!”

“I-I can go abroad! I’ll hide far, far away! A-He! Send me abroad! I beg you, A-He, let me go! I promise I will never appear in front of He Qing again for the rest of my life!”

Hearing He Qing’s name, Zhao He clenched his hands tightly, his face expressionless. “She cannot go to prison.”

Hearing this sentence, the woman breathed a massive sigh of relief, but Zhao He hadn’t finished. “However A-Qing was humiliated back then, Lin Wan must experience it too.”

“Smash her hands, break her legs—none of these can be left out.”

Tears welled up in the woman’s eyes, but unlike the tears of terror and despair from before, this time they were filled with hatred. “A-He, do you have to be so heartless?”

The gaze Zhao He directed at her was as cold as looking at a dead person. His lips parted slightly, and his hoarse voice hissed as if he had just crawled out of hell, “That’s right. What you did to A-Qing, what you owe him, I will make you pay it all back, bit by bit!”

“To be heartless, one must have had a heart in the first place.” Yan Xizhi looked at the agonizing Lin Wan, feeling satisfied, yet he didn’t forget to twist the knife. “It seems Zhao He never had any feelings for you from the very beginning. Let’s go. Let me think, what was the first disgusting thing you did to A-Qing again?”

“Ah! Right! I remember now!” The disfigured man clapped his hands, his tone brimming with malice. “First, I need to find a few men and get a camera ready. Lin Wan, do you like homeless men?”

He looked at the trembling woman, a smile on his face but complete apathy in his eyes. “You might not like them, but they’ll like you. Although your face is practically unlookable without makeup, at least your figure isn’t bad. The filming results should be pretty good…”

“Don’t you agree, Eldest Miss Lin…”

The corners of the disfigured man’s mouth curled up. The once radiant superstar had turned into a demon from hell. He hauled the kneeling woman up by force, ignoring her desperate struggles, and dragged her toward the door.

“A-He!! A-He! A-He, save me!!” Terrified out of her wits by Yan Xizhi’s words, Lin Wan was dragged toward the door like livestock. She only had eyes for Zhao He, but that man, her fiancé, just watched impassively as she was dragged away.

“Zhao He!!” Lin Wan shrieked hoarsely, “Do you really think! He Qing left back then purely because of my threats?!”

Yan Xizhi’s movements toward the door halted. The hands hanging by Zhao He’s sides trembled slightly. “What else could it be because of!”

“Because of you!” Lin Wan’s face was full of madness. “Weren’t you the one who revealed to him that you needed a marriage alliance? After your family had an accident, didn’t you stop rejecting my pursuits? The only reason you didn’t break up with him was because you didn’t have an excuse!”

“If you hadn’t constantly shown that you needed me! How could he have been willing to leave!”

Lin Wan laughed maniacally, speaking like a madwoman, “That day, I saw him! The day you didn’t reject my kiss! He was standing right outside the door watching.”

Under Zhao He’s disbelieving gaze, the woman said, “The very day after the photos were taken, he came to find you, but ended up seeing us kissing. That was the real reason he left.”

“A-He…” Lin Wan smiled happily, her eyes full of frenzy. “I wasn’t the one who forced him away. It was you…”

“Hahahahaha!! It was you!! It was you…”

Yan Xizhi let go of his grip, and the crazed woman walked out the door, giggling foolishly.

She didn’t look back to see Zhao He’s expression. Having lost one shoe during her struggle earlier, Lin Wan expressionlessly took off the other one. With bloody scratches on her face, disheveled hair, and a wretched appearance, her feet were cut and bleeding from the debris on the ground. Under the pointing and staring of passersby, she walked all the way to the bridge.

Standing on the bridge, Lin Wan looked down at the needle marks on her arm, her eyes full of cowardice and hatred. She had seen how agonizing the withdrawals were for those people, and she absolutely did not want to end up like that. Even if she had to die, she would end her own life!

She took syringes out of her clothes, five in total. Injecting so much at once would allow her to fall into an eternal sleep without pain. Her hands trembled as she picked up the syringe. Just a second before stabbing it into her arm, she suddenly paused.

Why did she have to die in such despair, while He Qing got to be well-taken care of in the hospital!

Whether from excitement or panic, her hands shook violently. She tremblingly pulled out her phone. Looking at the youth’s pained, immature face on the screen, the woman’s bloody fingertip tapped down viciously.

He Qing, let me give you one final gift!I hope you suffer immensely, and I hope A-He remembers me forever!

Seeing the “Sent” notification, Lin Wan laughed blankly with tears in her eyes. She reached for the syringe again, but realized her vision was blurring. An itch rose within her body, and almost instantly, pain engulfed her. Lin Wan hurriedly picked up the syringe, aiming to stab her arm.

—The syringe fell to the ground.

The woman looked in despair at her hands, which she could no longer control. Her legs gave out. Eyes wide with terror, amidst the screams of passersby, she tumbled off the bridge and crashed heavily into the lake.

Just like the original fate of Doctor He Qing, she died fully conscious, unable to struggle.

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[Lin Wan is dead.] Looking at the uncensored photo on the phone, He Qing said with a hint of regret, [How could she die so easily? This is so unsatisfying.]

[Host, Zhao He’s favorability is still stuck at 99. Please keep up the good work.]

[No choice then.] He Qing looked at Ning Feng, who was standing straight outside the door, having stood there for who knows how long. [I guess I’ll just have to cheat!]

Though, what exactly is the deal with this Ning Feng?I keep feeling like something isn’t quite right.

Since that day, Zhao He had never appeared at the hospital again. Feng Xinyang acted as if he had completely forgotten his own name. Adopting Zhao He’s identity, he constantly asked after the youth’s well-being in the hospital. However, no matter how hard he tried, He Qing’s complexion worsened day by day.

During this period, the ‘vn’ withdrawal hit three times. Each time, the youth endured it by sheer force of will. He didn’t go crazy and lose his mind like before. Surrounded by pain and itchiness magnified a hundred times over, he lost even the ability to scream or move. Every time a withdrawal hit, he could only shrink into the man’s embrace, his body trembling, and cry silently in agony.

There were no screams, yet it was more heartbreaking than if he had screamed. Every time they saw the youth’s deathly pale face, looking as if he might die the very next second, both men wished they could take his place.

The two men being Yan Xizhi and Feng Xinyang.

Ning Feng gathered the top experts to research a ‘vn’ antibody day and night. Only in the dead of night, when the youth was sound asleep, could he sit by his bedside for a short while and gaze at his sleeping face.

He didn’t know since when, but his heart no longer ached. His illness was cured, yet he had fallen in love with the ‘medicine’.

Unreasonably, inexplicably, he had fallen in love.

Now there was hope. In just half a month, the first batch of medicine would be ready. Perhaps it could cure A-Qing…

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Holding the Gundam, Zhao He stood outside the door, watching the youth inside being obediently fed medicine. In just a few short days, his lips had lost all color. His face was deathly pale, yet he remained as gentle as ever. A dull ache throbbed in the man’s heart as he walked in.

“A-Qing, didn’t you say last time you wanted to see the Gundam? Look…” The man pushed the Gundam forward, revealing an exhausted smile. “I brought it for you.”

He had built this Gundam over these past few short days, not wasting a single minute or second.

The youth looked at the Gundam, the clarity in his eyes slowly fading.

Oblivious to this, Zhao He carefully, hopefully, and expectantly looked at the youth. “A-Qing, are you happy?”

He Qing’s face was pale. His gaze stared straight at the haggard man. “Zhao He.”

He turned his head stiffly and looked at Feng Xinyang, who was holding a bowl. “Feng Xinyang.”